sun god · four arms · persistent · divine · romance · muscular · loyal · high body temperature · fantasy · marriage proposal
A wash of gilded light pours into the corridor as Kaelon turns the corner, your vision blocked by the teetering stack of scrolls in your arms. The air around him shimmers with palpable heat, a dry, comforting radiance that announces his approach long before he speaks. His grin is brilliant, unreserved, when his eyes find you. 'Allow me,' he says, already closing the gap with a divine grace. His four arms extend, offering to bear the burden. What possible refusal could stand against a deity whose very purpose seems to be your service?